The Race To Get You - Freddy x Bonnie

Chapter 23 - You What?

Freddy's P.O.V

It was the second night that I was finally going to find out more of the notes he had wrote. I was excited but scared, what if he found me? I brushed my thought out of my mind and scrambled out of bed, everyone was sleeping so it was a clear coast. I moved swiftly yet quietly across the floor and reached Bonnie's door. I slowly opened his door to reveal him slowly tossing and turning aggressively. I'd hoped it wouldn't last long as he felt awful and I could see it in him. I yet returned to where the book was before and it was not there. I snooped around the room checking cupborads, shelfs and ect. It was no where in my sight I faced away reaching the top of his small wardrobe when he whimpered slightly. That's when it hit me, he must of had it. I peered onto him seeing his porcelain skin slow brighter than anything in his possession. I dared to lightly look under his duvet that laid on the bottom of his bed. It lay at the edge and I gently took it as I carefully watched the sleeping angel before my eyes. He turned again but yet to wake. I took my normal position and began to read another passage of his book.
'Dear Freddy,
                          I still yet to tell you my true feelings and my thoughts to you, I write here again to tell you that I miss old things. I miss when we used to have our old banta together and I feel like we've fallen apart I miss you. I don't know if you have noticed or yet to feel the same. As sad as it is to say this but I feel jealous, with the whole Red and Clyde thing and Goldie and Jack. Its really embarrassing so I write this to help me'

The end was sparkled with hearts and different various types of stars and sparkles. I really wished I'd known sooner. I had felt one page was enough for tonight and placed it back in its previously set position. I slowly waddled out leaving the door close quietly, watching his angelic face till the door had prevented my vision. I smiled remembing thoughts of him and smiled a bit wider. I yet again let a sigh escape my lips and turned to find myself face to face with a non amused expression.
"We needs talk.", He groaned while pulling my collar out to the back nearly strangling me. Once we had made it out he started to speak again.
"What do you think your doing?!" He whispered slightly while screaming into my ears.
"I...I was cheaking on him?"
"Don't you know? Hasnt he flipping told you yet?!"
"I figured for myself!"
"Well...well done...but still! What do you think your doing?!"
"I was...well know about his notebook..?", I started, this was going to be the start of a long convocation, I could see it.
"His own personal, private notebook that is HIS, not yours..?", He questioned, playfully.
"Uh...Yeahhh...", I groaned
"NO! BAD FRED FRED", He tutted and tapped my head like a dog, the continued "WHAT DID IT SAY?! OHH I WANNA KNOW!", He screeched, turns out he wasnt so faithful after all. I stayed silent and crossed my arms to mark I was unimpressed. He looked up at me with gleaming eyes to tell him at least something. I remained quiet as he finally saw I wasn't going to say anything. He gave a pout a child would give. Nothing worked like that with me most the time and I think he could see it.
"But...I'll tell him that you have.", He smirked, why did I say anything? Now I had to tell him...
"Well...",